Don't Forget About Me [Russia x America]

Chapter Seven: The Truth

[Alfred's Point of View]

I immediately dial Natalya and wait for her to pick up, she picked it up quicker than I dialed.

"Did you see the news, Nat?" I said in a rushed voice, I hope that she could understand me, since I'm talking too fast. I can hear crying on the other side, I remain silent, I don't want to make things awkward.

"Y-Yes, I heard..." She said in a shaky voice, I can tell that she was going to burst into tears again, I try to calm her down, but I can tell she's all tensed up and anxious. I turn my head, the TV was showing images of Ivan, I started to feel light headed. 

"Nat, I'm coming over. We're going to look for Ivan ourselves!" I say confidently, I know we'll find him, I just know it. I hang up and grab my coat. We will find him, and then everyone will be happy again.

[Natalya's Point of View]

I'm waiting for Alfred outside, I sigh and look around. He should be here by now! I fix my bow and finally see Alfred. 

"There you are," I say, trying to not lash out at him, I keep looking at him. Alfred was holding a briefcase with a lot of clues that can help us find Ivan. I open the briefcase and I see his metal pipe, stained with blood. 

"It's not Ivan's blood, it's the person who Ivan attacked." Alfred said, he pulled out a blood tester and took the out the metal pipe. He laid the metal pipe on the tester and the blood was read.

His eyes widen as the reader gave out its results.

"Well? Who is it?" I asked, anxious to know.

"It's... Yao."

"YAO?!" I shouted, in disbelief. 

"No doubt," Alfred said calmly. I stare at Alfred, how can he be so fucking calm at this moment?! I try to calm down, Yao isn't dangerous... Right? I stand up and sigh. 

"Do you know where Yao is?" I ask.

"No, I'm sorry, Nat," 

I sigh and look down. Then, I get an idea. 

"Alfred, give me your phone."

"Why...?"

"Give it to me, dammit!!" 

Alfred hands me his phone in a panic, I dial Yao.

"Hello, Alfred," Yao said.

"I'm not Alfred, Yao. We know we have my brother, now let him go or we'll call the cops on you."

I hear Yao laugh and then stops. 

"Oh, so you're going to believe the American? He's the one who put this all into play, not me. You see, we made a bet to see who can kiss Ivan first. And, of course... Alfred "confessed" his feelings to Ivan. It was all a joke... And it was hilarious!"

I look at Alfred in disbelief, and in horror. I hang up on Yao and call 911.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"Yes, hi. I have one of the people involved in Ivan Braginsky's disappearance. Alfred Jones."